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Window Into a Prophet’s Heart
Love
It is hard t believe it has been three months since I last published on this page...for those who noticed, I beg your indulgence 😏.
For this one, I am branching into some other records to which I had access. In my last year at BYU, I took a class for which our assignment was to write a paper using only primary documents. I knew I was related to Julina Lambson (the second wife to Joseph F. Smith and mother to the prophet Jospeh F. Smith Jr.), though at the time, I was a little confused as to how directly. This gave me access to some of her journals and writings, kept in the archives of the Church History Library in SLC.
I learned there that the Prophet had lost his eldest daughter at a very young age. Joseph F. Smith had a tender heart, especially as a parent, and it is exposed in parts of letters Julina shared in her writings. I will share here the snippets I recorded:
From copy of a letter dated June 12, 1870:
Dear Mother and Edna,
I scarcely dare trust myself to write ...even now my heart aches and my mind is all chaos. If I should murmur, may God forgive me, my sole has been and is tried with poignant grief, my heart is wrenched almost asunder.. I am desolate and my home seems desolate.
The morning before she died, after being up with her all night (for I watched her every night) I said to her, “My little pet did not sleep all night.” She shook her head and replied “I’ll sleep today, papa.”
And a little later, this:
Lose her? My priceless treasure Jewel! Whose angel form lighted the darkness of this world...lose my first born, my “Dodo”? No! No! She is mine, the gift of God, too pure, too lovely to live on earth. <She> has gone...to <her> glorious home with God. Lose <her>? Not while the bright stars of innocence, purity, and love shine for me to guide my erring footsteps back to their bright home.
Oh, I will come, my Dodo, for thou art still the soul of Joy and happiness to me.
Julina summed it up this way:
I have had Eleven Children. He has loved them all with as great a love as a human could have, but he never got where he could talk of his Dodo without tears in his eyes.